Tis Harry I'm Planning to Marry

When you turn to the subject of Harry

That's a horse from a different safari

[I can box like a fox]

He's  dumb as an ox but

It's Harry I'm Planning to marry

(Yes it's Harry she's planning to marry)

Though he's built like the bust of apollo

just remember a statue is hollow

[Physically I'm delish ]

Mentally Superfish

But it's Harry I'm planning to marry

(Yes it's Harry she's planning to marry)

My hearts wind around his suspenders

He's the one that I truly adore (adore)

I am numb I succumb when he renders

[the face on the bar room floor]

When he flexes his muscles I flutter

Like a butterfly caught in a shutter

When he calls me his mate 

I just disintegrate

Since the world first began 

Never been such a man

As the Harry I'm Planning to marry

(Yes it's Harry she's planning to marry)

I bask in his mascular gender

When he sings all my troubles depart

For who else could so tenderly render

[The hopes of an aching heart]

When Harry is old and decrepid

and his touch turns from torrid to tepid

When we're both 83 he can have all of me

When we're both 85 if I still am alive 

Then it's Harry I'm Planning to marry

(Yes it's Harry she's planning to marry)